New Song: Fairy Gold
Mar. 31st, 2007 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kniteracyWell. It appears miracles do happen. OK, so it's not the happiest new song in the world, but it is a new song.
Lyrics below.
Fairy Gold
Stories say the forest is deep and vast
The fairies will confuse you with the spells they cast.
Folks get lost for ten years and come back sad and old,
But there's something in their eyes that sings of fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold,
Wouldn't that be something to have and hold?
I'd wander through the wild wood 'til my heart grew cold
Just to get my fingers on some fairy gold.
Oh, the first few steps feel like summertime,
You can feel it in the distance, just as lush as rhyme.
And the wood is like a song with all the leaves in tune
So you mark your place and trust that you will get there soon.
Fairy gold, fairy gold....
The afternoon seems longer as the day extends
And the straight, wide path starts giving way to brush and bends
With your heart alive with hope, you feel desire take hold
You could swear you see a glimpse ahead of fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold....
In a clearing up ahead, before the sun goes down
Stands a fair and lofty lady in a jade green gown
She is warm and she is welcoming; she calls your name
And the light bends all around her like a candle flame.
Fairy gold, fairy gold....
She's a goddess, she's a princess, she's the queen of air,
She's the breath that makes your heart beat, she's an answered prayer
She will whisper as she takes you and her arms enfold
That she's filled your purse and pockets full of fairy gold
Fairy gold, fairy gold ....
There is nothing quite as beautiful as soft gold light
And the circle of the fairy arms all through the night
But the moment that the sun is up, though you believe,
There is nothing in your pocket but a bag of leaves
Bag of leaves, bag of leaves,
She's left you here just clinging to this bag of leaves
The illusion is as solid as the gloaming's weave
All that's left is a bag of leaves.
Every trail you travel seems to be so sad and grey
It takes you days and days before you find the way
And then you're back inside the world just like the stories told
With despair all through your heart and dreams of fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold ....
How you stumble, how you falter, how you pine away
How you plan to go back to the wood another day
And with every dwindling bag of leaves you get to hold,
You're more certain that you're meant to have some fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold ....
Lyrics below.
Fairy Gold
Stories say the forest is deep and vast
The fairies will confuse you with the spells they cast.
Folks get lost for ten years and come back sad and old,
But there's something in their eyes that sings of fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold,
Wouldn't that be something to have and hold?
I'd wander through the wild wood 'til my heart grew cold
Just to get my fingers on some fairy gold.
Oh, the first few steps feel like summertime,
You can feel it in the distance, just as lush as rhyme.
And the wood is like a song with all the leaves in tune
So you mark your place and trust that you will get there soon.
Fairy gold, fairy gold....
The afternoon seems longer as the day extends
And the straight, wide path starts giving way to brush and bends
With your heart alive with hope, you feel desire take hold
You could swear you see a glimpse ahead of fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold....
In a clearing up ahead, before the sun goes down
Stands a fair and lofty lady in a jade green gown
She is warm and she is welcoming; she calls your name
And the light bends all around her like a candle flame.
Fairy gold, fairy gold....
She's a goddess, she's a princess, she's the queen of air,
She's the breath that makes your heart beat, she's an answered prayer
She will whisper as she takes you and her arms enfold
That she's filled your purse and pockets full of fairy gold
Fairy gold, fairy gold ....
There is nothing quite as beautiful as soft gold light
And the circle of the fairy arms all through the night
But the moment that the sun is up, though you believe,
There is nothing in your pocket but a bag of leaves
Bag of leaves, bag of leaves,
She's left you here just clinging to this bag of leaves
The illusion is as solid as the gloaming's weave
All that's left is a bag of leaves.
Every trail you travel seems to be so sad and grey
It takes you days and days before you find the way
And then you're back inside the world just like the stories told
With despair all through your heart and dreams of fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold ....
How you stumble, how you falter, how you pine away
How you plan to go back to the wood another day
And with every dwindling bag of leaves you get to hold,
You're more certain that you're meant to have some fairy gold.
Fairy gold, fairy gold ....
